Saturday, January 14, 2012

She had no idea
What to say
The event did not go unnoticed
There were always spies
For fifty years
She'd tried her best
But she couldn't take
One more day

Close your eyes Ellen

Thinking back
To the way it used to be
Before all the
Changes
Before she saw the man
Quiet night
Cold and still
She'd walked out to her car
And there he stood
At the edge of the road
And gone the next moment

Take a deep breath Ellen

Through the years he'd come
And gone again in an instant
He seemed strange
But harmless
In his odd ways
Until he started whispering
Outside her window
Late at night
He must've been close
As he told her
All she'd done wrong
A litany of sin
To which she sadly
Pled guilty

Relax and let go Ellen

He became her constant companion
Day and night
Whispering nasty nothings
And telling her
The most delicious secrets
About Betty down the street
Marge and her whoring ways
Irene's filthy habits
And her husband's plans
She had to be careful
To protect herself
And of course, the kids

It's going to be alright Ellen

At the trial
She was horrified by the slander
The rash accusations
And out right lies
She'd done what was needed
What he said was necessary
But they said he didn't exist
But she could see
They were lying
Tricking and trapping her
They hated her for her gifts
They wanted to destroy her
Lock her away
That's what he told her
For he sat by her
Every day

You need to take your meds, Ellen

Fools!
They couldn't see
They didn't understand
Nothing kept him away
Not meds
Not talking
Not shots or shocks
He stayed and he talked
He talked and told her what to do
And after fifty years
She finally gave in
And did this one last thing
For him
And now, that Doctor knows
As they strap her down
That he was wrong
As the needle slides in
She remembers
With some delight
The look on the Doctors face
As she slit his throat

Goodnight Ellen

Friday, January 13, 2012

Sitting
Listening
Watching it drip away
One part cure
Two poison
Flip the switch
Generater hum
Slowly now...
Hush
Trees
Bare branches clacking
Solitary owl
Flash at a distance
One drop of rain
To join the rising tide
She slips now
Forever
Gone
Poe's Raven
Key turns the lock
One last time
He crawls off into the night

What measure
What manner
What's the next turn
And what role do I play?
My empty questions
Roll around the hall
Grey marbles pillars
Faded frescos
Worn smooth statues
Say nothing to address
My wayward questions
Faded eyes look on
At my whisper thin existence
And wonder at my impermanence
Suffering and insubstantiality
With questions of their own
They assail my weak will
Turn in, turn in
Suffer not
Allow yourself to fade
By giving away bits of you
The years wear you thin
Bleach your colors
And work little cracks
Through your foundation
Enough! Enough!
I weep
Tears join the flood at my feet
Standing in my own grotto
My indecision has crystallized me
Salt pillar now turning to stone
I too late realize
What I've become

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

What's the point
Of arguing with yourself
If you're gonna go
Irrational
You make excellent points
Which you quickly refute
All in good taste
And quite civil
That is, of course
Until THE subject is broached
Then you rage
And whine
Making ridiculous rationalizations
And nonsensical nonsequitors
Flinging accusations
And ignoring all good temperment
So I ask you again
What is the point
Either never mention THE subject
Or find a way through
To some semblance
Of civility.

Monday, January 9, 2012

There ain't no GPS
For my heart
Ain't no way to tell
Which way to go
Tried to find some direction
Online
But I just got lost
Tried to ask a friend
But I couldn't find
Their landmarks
Even asked a stranger
Which way to go
But strangers
Give stranger answers
And I still don't know
Which way to go

Sunday, January 8, 2012

I live
In a roundabout
All roads
Lead back to you
Try a different path
Try a different route
And I always come back
Around to you
Spinning in circles
Try to get away
But always in your orbit
I've stayed
Didn't mean to be here
It was an innocent mistake
But wasn't paying attention
To where I was goin
Hit the roundabout
Didn't know which way to turn
So round about I've gone
Over and again

Kept my blinders on
Can't see what's next
But I'm biding my time
Til I my chance comes
Don't get me wrong
Don't misconstrue
My time here has been lovely
Some things are just a wonder
To behold
But I can't keep goin
Just goin in circles
So though its been bliss
I await my chance
To be on the road again

But maybe its not a road I seek
Maybe my options
Might be something
Of a grander scale
Could I go off road
And find my path
Or maybe there's a chance
Of an angel
Flying me away
Maybe there's a miracle exit
I've not yet found
A hidden passage
Underground
Whatever it is
No matter which way I'll go
I'll enjoy the dizzy circles
Til someone
Comes along...

Saturday, January 7, 2012

I see your image
Light up my phone
My head screams
"Don't answer"
My heart screams the same...
"Hello?"
"You wanna come over tonight?"
Head and heart answer as one
"NO!"
"Love to, but I'm outta town..."
"Thank God," say
Head and heart
(And regret immediately sets in)
"I'll call you next week, then"
"Oh, please don't, I'm begging"
"That'd be great"
"Goodbye"
"Good riddence!"
"Goodbye..."
(And I miss her already...)